I had an interesting dream last night. It took me a while to cotton on* even in my own dream, but I was getting married. And not to Kane, really, not to anyone featured in the dream.
The dream took place on the day of the wedding but before I arrived at the actual ceremony. I don't remember it all now, but I do remember sending Jon off, who had been staying at my house and was now going back to Germany. Then I was suddenly in my whole wedding garb and scrambling to complete the finishing touches for the wedding.
I walked out into a parking lot where a white limo waited for me - I was surprised to see it since I wasn't aware that we were doing a limo. Then I went into some lodge where Tiffany escorted me around trying to get everything finished at the last minute. It was about then that I realized that it was actually my wedding day, and I started to wonder why I had no recollection of planning any of this or why it was not really how I'd like my actual wedding to be.
To start, I was in a real wedding dress and it was a bit too big for me. Which sucked. And I never really envisioned myself in a real, pearly white, strapless, puffy number, but there I was. Next, on the way back out to the limo, I realized that I didn't invite Carissa. And that Jon had left that morning. And there was someone else that I forgot to invite.
I was beginning to become upset, but I woke up. Bullet dodged there. Whew!
*Not sure if this phrase is common in the U.S. - I learned it in Australia, and I like it.
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